Sid "The Sneak" Aimes

Sid grinned and shrugged his shoulders at Stefan's greeting, then "Hup!"ed, as he jumped away from the opening door. He grinned and nodded at the lady that led them.

He found himself steadily moving towards the back of the group, though, as they made their way through the manor, since, along the way, he'd stop to agonize over the many things that he'd probably never get a chance to steal.

In the hall, Sid "Ulp!"ed and kept his gaze trained on the floor, being suitably impressed by Bost and his manor. At Jeanne's introduction, though, he tried but failed to hold back a burst of laughter. Having called attention to himself, he bobbed his head apologetically and muttered, "Heh. Sorry, sir."

Get a hold of yourself, Sid! Uh, show him you're ready for anything! He then cleared his throat, straightened up, hooded his eyes, and stiffly took a seat. "I'm Aimes. Sid Aimes. But you should know who we are. You invited us." He scanned the room appraisingly, then crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. "Nice place." His attempt at being casual might have convinced, if he didn't then give a hiccup brought on by nervousness.